"You also hypnotized me and Ciric."

Wenner looked at Qi Zihuan's eyes and said slowly.

Qi Zihuan's face was not shocked, but in his heart, he was thinking repeatedly about which link had been exposed.

It doesn't make sense.

Although the illusion learned from the Demon Cat is not as easy and perfect as the Demon Cat, it should still be more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

Even Ciric stopped writing and looked up, waiting for Qi Zihuan's answer.

"Officer, don't scare me. I read some books on psychology when I have nothing to do, do you know what the core theory of modern hypnosis is? Qi Zihuan's shoulders were relaxed, his hands were naturally spread out, and he said lightly, "That is, 'hypnotic suggestion is not irresistible', delusional thinking that you can control others with a snap of your fingers, this kind of thing can only exist in film and television dramas." ”

Of course, Qi Zihuan would not admit it, thinking about it, it was very likely that Wenner was just cheating him.

Wenner was not discouraged, but his eyes brightened, and he said quickly: "Mr. Qi, do you know? Although the local police have made a judgment on the cause of Terri's death, we at the FBI still have the right to conduct further investigations. Of course the others could have left right away, but maybe, I mean, maybe, you need to continue the investigation with the help of someone who knows the 'occult witchcraft', and maybe need to stay here for an extra day? ”

"If we have to, we can also write a report, and then you'll need to stay here for two more days." Ciric said with a blank face.

"Ah, yes, two days at most. Of course, in the end, we will definitely find out that Terri died in an accident, and we will thank Mr. Qi for your great help. It's just that these two days are enough time for our people to remind the parents of these students one by one, and I think parents don't want their children to believe in some strange religion, do they? ”

Wenner began to tilt back in his chair again, smiling, and looked at Qi Zihuan as if he was sure of you.

Qi Zihuan smiled a little helplessly and said, "I don't know where your brain hole about this set of cults and hypnosis came from. After all, I didn't hear any evidence from you just now. ”

"Aren't we looking for evidence, or Mr. Qi, can you be more cooperative with us?"

"I've said everything I know." Qi Zihuan closed his eyes and was not ready to say more.

That's it, and any more words will be fine.

The two FBI agents were not in a hurry, each looking at the ceiling and their notebooks.

It didn't take long for Qi Zihuan's face to suddenly change, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Wenner and Ciric glanced at each other, thinking that the oriental man's heart had finally loosened, and when he was about to open his mouth to continue asking, there were already all kinds of running, shouting, and commotion outside the questioning room.

It was as if there was also the screams of a woman.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, and a young policeman opened a crack in the door and looked around, with a panicked look on his face.

Wenner got up and walked over, asked the little policeman outside the door, and walked back with a serious face.

Leaned over and whispered a few words in Ciric's ear, then turned to Qi Zihuan and said, "Mr. Qi, you can go." ”

Qi Zihuan took a deep look at the two agents who were obviously a little at a loss, and walked out silently.

Ciric looked at Qi Zihuan's back as he disappeared at the door, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, gave one to Wenner, lit it and took a deep breath before saying in a deep voice: "How can it be so coincidental?" ”

With only the two of them present, Wenner's usual strong feeling disappeared, and he sighed and said, "Alas, the police station is also in chaos now. Carter was killed by a ceiling fan in the lounge, and although it was an accident, the police department inevitably had to bear some responsibility. At this point, they strongly disagree with us staying with these survivors, because we don't have any evidence to get hold of. ”

"How did you die like this?" As if he hadn't heard Wenner, Ciric kept repeating the question to himself.

"Hell knows! Maybe it's still this Qi Zihuan's ghost, you saw it just now, he hasn't been too lazy to argue with us, but when I mentioned hypnosis, he rarely used a theory to prove himself, and this change in attitude is probably because of a weak heart! ”

Cirek pinched his brows lightly and said, "But he was in front of us just now, and this Carter's death has nothing to do with him." ”

"Ciric, the last time I said that the folder in front of me looked like it had been moved, you reminded me that we might have been hypnotized. I used words to deceive him just now, and his expression and reaction were indeed suspicious. Wenner threw his half-smoked cigarette on the ground and crushed it with his leather shoe, "Why do you believe that he didn't use hypnosis again?" ”

"Because this time there's surveillance." Ciric gestured impatiently to a monitor in one corner of the room.

Indeed, this time it was borrowed from the interrogation room of the police station, and in order to prevent torture to extract confessions, the monitoring facilities are now necessary.

"That'...... Could it really be that the 'Grim Reaper' did it? By the way, according to the death list they speculated, who should be after Liuton? Wenner grabbed at his hair with some agitation.

Instead of looking through the notebook, Cirek took out a second cigarette and refilled it with the butt of the cigarette, saying with certainty, "Next is Carter." ”

"Is it really Death?"

"Death?" Ciric squinted his eyes and said, "Wenner, you go and talk to the police station to find out where these survivors have gone after they leave here." Especially this Oriental man named Qi Zihuan, send people to keep an eye on him, as long as he does something illegal or suspicious, even if it is a red light, let them be arrested immediately. ”

He gulped down the smoke rings, and his whole person was soon filled with smoke, and the tone of his voice when directing Wenner's errands was natural.

Wenner didn't think anything was wrong, and walked out the door with a yes.

……

Carter died.

It is said that he sat slumped in a chair in the rest room of the police station and did not move much for a long time, except this time when he got up to pour water from the water dispenser in the corner of the room, and as soon as he walked to the center of the room, the old ceiling fan that was spinning overhead fell due to disrepair and hit the back of his head.

At that time, he got up again after being knocked to the ground, shook his head in some confusion and continued to walk, looking fine, but who knew that he had just taken a few steps forward and fell again.

I really couldn't get back up this time.

The lounge had been closed, and Qi Zihuan was in a state of even more confusion as he listened to the frightened faces of a few people in the corridor.

Next on the list is Carter, yes.

But why is the death so simple and rude this time?

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